“Nice of you to join us big fella.”
“Ignore him, someone put two cents in him and wound the asshole up.”
Titus just stands, fingers wrapped round his bag as his eyes bounce between me and my brother.
“What the fuck have I just walked into?” he groans, shaking his head softly as he pulls his chair out and slumps into it.
“A very happy workplace,” I chime as I wait for my emails to load. “You okay?” I ask, my brows furrowed as I stare at Titus. He looks tired and washed out.
“I will be,” he groans, another hand scrubs over his face.
“Arizona?” I ask, ignoring the way my blood burns when her name slips off my tongue, the way my heart beats a little faster. Should probably just ignore it. Absolutely ignore it.
His silence gives me the answer to my question.
“She will come around.”
“It’s been a while… we’re halfway through Amora’s pregnancy and they still haven’t met.”
“Technically a lie, they did meet.”
“Keaton,” Kaleb warns but I ignore him.
“That’s not what I meant,” Titus stiffens in his seat.
“I know, but she isn’t ready yet,” I shrug my shoulders up.
Silence bubbles between us for a while before Titus speaks.
“Is she okay?”
I roll my lips.
“If she wasn’t I would have told you, my loyalty lies with you. You’re my best friend…”
I hear Kaleb and Nate both clear their throats.
“And you two, for fuck’s sake, but I’m not talking to either of you, am I?” I turn in my seat to look at my brother and I see a tug at the corner of his mouth.
Titus searches for something from me but I don’t know what.
“She is okay; she is busy working, and when she isn’t working, she is studying or sleeping.” I’m annoyed at how easily that lie rolled passed my lips.
Titus gives me a gentle nod and a heavy sigh leaves him.
“Is there anything else?” I wanted to double check; he doesn’t seem his happy go lucky self.
“I’m tired of this Wolfe shit. I should have killed him when I had the chance, but I fucking spared him and I don’t understand why,” he slams his hand down on the desk which causes Nate to jump.
“We will find him,” Kaleb beats me to it, like a wise old owl who only comes into the conversation when relevant.
“I want him gone before our baby is born,” his face tilts down and he runs his index finger over his wedding band.
“Then we better crack on.” I give him a weak smile. None of us know where he is. Xavier—Titus’s father-in-law and the reason we have an issue with Wolfe—has no idea where he is either. Xavier worked in ways that we never understood, but since he was working with the police he can no longer partake in this little investigation how he normally would.
The silence in the room blankets us as we lose ourselves in the files that we have checked numerous times to try and find something we may have missed.
But alas, like always, we have no luck.